Having acquired approx 70-80% of a fully fledged PA system, we’re holding a wee fundraiser gig at the awesome Mediterranea on Fri 5 April for cash to get monitors, cabling, mics n things.

Would be awesome to have the freedom to put on more touring bands and set up more gig exchanges knowing P.A. costs are minimal, and creating more sweet memorable times in Stirling. If this idea excites you, donate or attend.

My new zine is out 13th Dec, with a wee launch party at The Settle Inn, Stirling. Check it out below:

All sheets individually double-side printed by hand then cut and assembled, so it took fucking years off me. Plz sell out this run and watch me weep with appreciation/fear of having to do it all again.

‘Sometimes When The Wind Blows In My Hometown’.
Poems and photographs shot on 35mm toy cameras, 2017-2018.
Hand made on cartridge/project/tracing papers.

Excited to be asked to play on the bill of the awesome Ella’s Brother and their first outing as a full band. Playing a selection of material from their first EP ‘Mere Exposure’ as well as tunes from forthcoming new EP ‘Low Hanging Fruit Part 2’.

“There is a distinct otherworldliness to Alexander Tucker’s art. Psychedelic without ever resorting to tropes of the genre, it’s the subtle thread connecting every aspect of his output, from the vibrant and hypnotic avant-pop of Grumbling Fur, his duo with Daniel O’Sullivan, to extended drone collaborations with Charlemagne Palestine and Stephen O’Malley, to his beautiful yet strangely unnerving paintings and comics.”

– Quitter s/t.

A mixture of 4-track cassette recordings with simple live-take digital recording, partly done in flat living rooms, halls and cupboards, partly in a friend’s attic. Continuing to experiment with song-structure and messing with/merging songs using collage and soundscape sections, the whole thing was then given a bit of light grooming in the mix and master process with Stevie Cossar (Scottish Power, Sumshapes, Howie Reeve, Gift Horse).

The ultimate aim throughout was to present the songs in a way that sounded as if you were there present in the room as they were being created, that they sounded real, unpolished and intimate (for want of a less creepy word).